This is a song about "See the angel in his eye"

Please boo what's your size crazy

A guiding angel to see

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

President says it was imminent, i don't believe in the syndicate of the eye

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

Not living in the stars with an angel in your bedding,

No poor family wants to see his son gone in the middle of the day in harlem

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

Lemme see them big titties, don't be actin' sadidy you're not pretty

Anxiety anxiety, hangs out in my minds eye you see

The winged angel with a knife

Only out a year, now facing life

But the same deposition take it every time

3rd eye following the light so i can see the shine

Fear in his eye, his pupils are flooding, his new tools are muddy

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free